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After an extraordinarily successful day of tracking, my spokesperson took this portrait of my sister and I.
I am the stunning one. My sister, Gabby is the lazy one that had to lay down because she was too tired to sit for this picture.
Did I mention that we are both in training to be Search and Rescue Dogs? My sister, Gabby, got me involved in it. She thought I needed to branch out into something more socially acceptable than Ninja assasinations...you know, give my image more balance...make me more of a Renaissance Dog!
Ransom
(the One and Only
Mexican-Chinese shepherd!)
Blessed with the grace of a wolf and the wiles of a coyote, I relentlessly protect the three deceptively small, but fierce, Ninjas in my care.
The Oldest Ninja is a guest author on my blog!
Medium-sized Ninja
The Littlest Ninja
When not needed by the three Ninjas, I hang out at the backyard with
Rivendell (slightly psychotic border collie with a Napoleonic complex--mean as a snake if you cross the little varmit)
and Gloria (a one ton Newfoundland mix that has perceptual difficulties...poor thing is scared of her own shadow and thinks she is a teacup poodle. She is forever trying to fit her horse sized body into the tiniest little places...or worse, trying to sit in the lap of the smallest Ninja).
Obviously, BOTH of my backyard side-kicks require extensive supervision. Sadly, I realize that often I am their only link to sanity. But, then, I always knew that with great power comes great responsibility...
10 comments:
Just look at those sad puppy eyes. Your spokesperson is heartless to deny you access to the vehicle. It's not like you were asking for the keys to go crusin' and looking for boys. Just trips to the store and school.
Princess Eva
Poor Ransom. Wanna come live with us? Mom will let you ride in the Rodeo anytime! Her only rule is to stay in the back, but the seats lay down so we could have a party in there without running out of room!
Jackal
I think woo are wastin' away...woo look SO much smaller than woo used to be!
Hugz&Khysses,
Khyra
Ransom, if you don't look happy pretty soon I'm gonna give you my car and hire a chauffeur. Goodness sakes, honey, I'm crossing my fingers so hard that someone spills something in that car soon so you can go for a ride!
Poor Ransom! I am so sorry they took away your wheels. No rides!!!!! What an awful ting to have had happen while I was gone, riding on my boat. Do you like boats??? You can stay with me, and we can send the psychotic border collie up there, he does not like cars anyway.
-Kira The BeaWootiful
Oh Ransom, you poor thing.
See ya!
Joey
Poor Ransom! You look so sad!
Mochi
Awww poor Ransom. I keep telling you, teach the ninjas to swim and make you way to Oz.
Big licks to you
Suzuki
xxx
Ransom
You look so sad!
lots of woofs
Clive
Holy smokes! Ditto what Clive said!
Play bows,
Zim
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